Hell's Consort

<strong>Newest Chapter of Highest Tier (January 2022)</strong>

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<strong>Archdemon Empress Luna</strong>

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She slowly glanced up at him with what she hoped was guileless innocence. "I worry about you, husband. About us. Was it too late to ask for your forgiveness?"

Her beloved watched her beneath hooded blue eyes but he didn't reply.

Perhaps, he wanted her to take a guess?

What was this game he was playing now? Apollyon looked mad but he didn't supply her with the reason for the cold shoulder.

Ravin's blood was the only thing that came to mind.

The next thing to do to dispel the awkwardness was to glance down and pretend she didn't say anything at all.

Letting out an inaudible sigh, Luna removed her grip on Apollyon and curled her fingers on her own armrest.

Luna's eyebrows knitted in annoyance.

He better speak up now before she matched his immaturity.

She had felt a flare of heat in her core. When she glanced down at his crotch, Luna didn't expect him to sport a sudden erection and he didn't make any move to conceal it.

After a minute, Apollyon noticed that his wife's muscles had tensed all over.

Her shoulders were hunched as if curling unto herself and reclining on the back of her large cushioned chair would fuse them into one, making her invisible.

When Apollyon couldn't stand them anymore, he turned his body towards her, giving her an intense stare that all Luna could feel was this scalding heat roaming her face with a mix of rage and concern.

Fortunately, that concern compelled him to answer her earlier question.

Mission accomplished.

"Nothing to worry about, wife. My mind was just occupied by the Wine Tasting Party.

I want to be certain that everything is under control from what I have planned with the butlers, the cook and the servants." Luna was caught off-guard by his gruff response.

She didn't miss how Apollyon's hooded gaze strayed through her breasts spilling out of her decolletage before he brought his attention back to her eyes.

Again.

Charmed by his first experience, the ancient pureblood vampire made no attempt to hide his desire to drink milk straight from her breasts.

Was he this possessive of her that he would like to compete before her child was even born?  Flattered by his undivided attention, Luna was still glad to know that her husband's sexual interest hadn't waned one bit.

She can still get him hard in a minute and it made her feel like she was the most powerful woman in this Realm.

But the man wouldn't drink her blood in fear of making her weak and causing her to crave Archdemon's blood, even more, to satisfy her rather than her mate's.

It was no secret that her husband had hated her being dependent on Ravin.

"I'm not used to managing a party before," Apollyon admitted and she knew he was telling the truth.

Unfortunately, his mind was too occupied for he was allowing his sexual awareness of her to control him.

Well, he couldn't blame her for asking questions when he was the one who refused intimacy after she offered to suck him the second time in one of the secret rooms.

He didn't even have to do all the work when she was determined to make her mouth do the magic.

Meeting her mate's needs will also be her greatest pleasure as long as he wouldn't look at other women but her.

"I'm sorry." She gave her a sullen stare. "It should have been my responsibility as the Lady of the Manor but I'm—"

"—pregnant. You don't have to feel guilty. Xerxes and Princess Sapphire are brilliant in providing input that I could take into consideration. They have observed enough celebration in the Summer Courts to know what to do and what is lacking." Apollyon responded as he held her gaze. "I gave them the authority to order the servants in case they have suggestions on anything that I possibly have missed.  Your Archdemon Familiars are also good at following instructions."

Casting a furtive glance at her plum-coloured lips fresh with vitality, Apollyon tucked the wayward strand of her silver hair behind her ear. "You think?"

Apollyon aimed a smile at her for the first time that day. "Yes. I can't wait to get rid of them. I also think we are close to finding the Tree of the Four Seasons  too."

"Really?" She clapped her hands together in anticipation. "That's good news. When you find it, I also wanted  to go."

"You mean while you are lugging around that weight around the Autumn Courts?" Apollyon clicked his tongue with a slow shake in the head. "This is why I have been putting off my decision of telling you because I don't want you to say idiotic things like this."

The tone he used made it seem like she just hurt her feelings which made her feel guilty even more.

If he hated it, it wasn't like she was going to insist.

Luna wasn't that bad of a mother.

She believed that Apollyon and her Archdemon Familiars will protect her.

"Not again." He groaned. "You often forget that the babies are due in about a month so you just have to stay put while I pluck them out and deliver the damned fruits to you. Do  you understand?" His mouth inched closer to her ear so that she could whisper the secret he intend to share. "I gave my most trusted Knights from the  Order of the Selcis something to fulfil this theory of mine. Remember those angel wings we stole at the Hypogeum?" Luna nodded. "I ordered Xerxes to pluck each of the feathers and distributed it to everyone  and commanded them to turn it into a necklace, similar to the blue feather resting on Ravin's neck."

"It's the one that Queen Morgan had claimed to be hers, isn't it?"

Apollyon appeared to consider whether or not he would tell her the truth."Yes. Wearing the necklace gave them the gift of sight."